A man who wills commands something within himself that renders obedience, or that he believes renders obedience.

As a result, nature is something entirely different from what comes to mind when we invoke its name.

The most unambiguous sign that a person holds men in low esteem is this, that he either acknowledges them merely as means to his ends or does not acknowledge them at all.

Time, space, and causality are only metaphors of knowledge, with which we explain things to ourselves.

Dead are all gods: now we want the overman to live.

One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.

I need solitude, which is to say, recovery, return to my self, the breath of a free, light, playful air.